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Chapter 12

After taking a bath, Song Heng walked out of the cubicle wearing only his middle coat and wiping his hair with a towel. He walked to the couch and saw that his wife had closed her eyes and fell asleep. He walked out of the room. The doorman sat on the porch wiping his hair for a while and then entered the house after his hair was dry.

After entering the house, Song Heng put the towel he used to dry his hair on the basin and the towel shelf. Then he blew out the candle on the table, got on the couch, and lay down next to his wife.

At this time, Shen Wan was already fast asleep and didn't even know that Song Heng was on the bed. She turned over and hugged Song Heng's waist and put her right foot on him. Shen Wan liked to sleep with pillows since she was a child, and she still retained this good habit when she grew up. At this moment, she completely regarded Song Heng as a human-shaped pillow.

As soon as he lay down, Song Heng's body stiffened. He was very surprised because his wife had never acted so suddenly when she was sleeping. Could it be that by holding him while she was still asleep, she was actually hinting him to do something?

I'm afraid this is not good! After all, her body is still weak after just waking up! This body may not be able to bear it!

"Wan'er..." Song Heng called softly, but there was no reaction from the person holding him.

Could it be that he really fell asleep?

"Wan'er" he called again and hugged him. He still didn't respond. It was obvious that he was really asleep.

Song Heng breathed a sigh of relief. Although they had been married for many years, it was the first time that his wife hugged him like this after she fell asleep. He hesitated and hugged his wife with his hands.

Yeah, it's so thin that it hurts my hands a bit.

next day

In the early morning, the sun shone into the house through the window. Shen Wan rubbed her eyes and then opened them. She turned her head and looked around, but there was no one else on the couch except her.

, it’s already around this time, Song Heng has already gone to court, and he might even go to court in a while.

Shen Wan sat up, stretched and got off the bed.

Qiu Ju heard the noise and knew she was up, so she brought the hot water into the room. After Shen Wan washed up, she went to the cabinet to find clothes to wear. The original owner's cabinet was dark and old-fashioned, which made the clothes authentic. Shen Wan collapsed. In the end, she found a slightly lighter blue cross-neck skirt and wore it.

After getting dressed, Shen Wan sat in front of the dressing table and asked Qiu Ju to help her comb and tie her hair. In the past, combing her hair was nothing but the original owner, but now Shen Wan knows how to tie her hair into a ponytail. She didn't know how to curl her hair at all, so she had no choice but to ask Qiu Ju to help.

"What kind of hair do you want to comb today, madam?" Qiu Ju asked as she combed Shen Wan's black hair with a sandalwood comb.

Shen Wan looked at her own hair in the mirror and sighed in her heart. She replied, "Let's do it a little simpler, right?" Ruo, who was not good-looking to begin with, would not look good if he had a complicated and exaggerated hairstyle. It also seems very uncoordinated.

Qiu Ju took the comb and thought about it for a while, and finally gave Shen Wanwan a single snail.

When she picked up the golden hairpin and was about to insert it into Shen Wan's head, Shen Wan hurriedly stopped her.

"Don't bring this to me."

Qiu Ju looked at Madam in the mirror with a stunned expression and said, "This set of hair and faces was given to Madam by the General. Madam, don't you like it the best?"

Could it be that amnesia can change people's preferences?

Who is Song Heng sending? Shen Wan couldn't help but roll her eyes in her heart. This Song pig trotters really have no appreciation level.

"What's the use of liking something that doesn't look good?" After saying this, Shen Wan picked out a magnolia hairpin from the jewelry box and inserted it into the single snail.

"Okay, that's it!" She didn't want to sit in front of the mirror for another minute and got up directly.

"What do you want to eat in the morning, madam? I will make it right now." Qiu Ju followed Shen Wan and asked.

Shen Wan stopped and thought for a while and said, "Fry some scallion pancakes, cook some millet porridge, and pat cucumbers." For breakfast, she also likes to eat light and simple.

Scallion pancakes? How to make cucumbers? If she says she can’t make them, will the wife think she is useless? However, she has lived for seventeen years and has seen a lot of people in the world. She has only heard of pancakes made from cooking pancakes. I have never heard of fried cucumbers, mixed cucumbers, scallion pancakes and fried cucumbers.

"Madam, how do you make these scallion pancakes and cucumber patties?" Qiu Ju asked, deciding not to be ashamed to ask.

Is there no scallion pancakes or cucumbers in this world? Shen Wan searched for the memory of the original owner and found that there were none.

"It's very simple. I'll tell you once and you'll know how to do it." Shen Wan then told Qiu Ju how to make scallion pancakes and pat cucumbers.

Qiu Ju was a smart girl, so after hearing this, she knew what to do and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Shen Wan, whose daily plan lies in the morning, was used to doing morning exercises before, so she saw Yu doing some stretching exercises in the yard.

Half an hour later, Qiu Ju had made breakfast of scallion pancakes and cucumbers. Shen Wan drank two bowls of porridge. However, Song Heng did not come to Qiushi until Shen Wan finished her breakfast. hospital.


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